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I'd rather fake my own fog, than fake a steamy love scene. Can I interest you in some mist? It's homemade. — Jarod Kintz

If a woman wants to fly, first of all she must, of course, abandon skirts and don a knickerbocker uniform. — Harriet Quimby

Stasis in darkness.
Then the substanceless blue — Sylvia Plath

Don't think you have to be solemn to meditate. To meditate, well, you have to smile a lot. — Nhat Hanh

All night your moth-breath
Flickers among the flat pink roses. I wake to listen.
A far sea moves in my ear. — Sylvia Plath

As a poet I would say everything should be able to come into a poem but I can't put toothbrushes in a poem. I really can't. — Sylvia Plath

Empty, I echo to the least footfall — Sylvia Plath

Brave love, dream
not of staunching such strict flame, but come,
lean to my wound; burn on, burn on. — Sylvia Plath

Poetry, I feel, is a tyrannical discipline. You've got to go so far so fast in such a small space; you've got to burn away all the peripherals. — Sylvia Plath

It's all about perseverance. I just had this attitude ... where failure was just not an option. — Brian Binnie

Poetry at its best can do you a lot of harm. — Sylvia Plath

We have conversations with each other most nights - Sylvia Plath and me! — Avijeet Das

Eating vegetarian doesn't mean you have to eat boring, humdrum dishes. — Marcus Samuelsson

The still waters
Wrap my lips,
Eyes, nose and ears,
A clear
Cellophane I cannot crack. — Sylvia Plath

The tongues of hell are dull. — Sylvia Plath

Romance is the sweetening of the soul
With fragrance offered by the stricken heart. — Wole Soyinka

Clouds pass and disperse.
Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables?
Is it for such I agitate my heart? — Sylvia Plath

But writing poems and letters doesn't seem to do much good. — Sylvia Plath

She. Silent, fawn-eyed. Clever. — Sylvia Plath

Stars open among the lilies.
Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens?
This is the silence of astounded souls. — Sylvia Plath

I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss?
Shall I ever find it, whatever it is? — Sylvia Plath

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my eyes and all is born again. — Sylvia Plath

The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it. — Sylvia Plath

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
From the poem Mad Girl's Love Song — Sylvia Plath

The blood jet is poetry
There is no stopping it. — Sylvia Plath

For me, poetry is an evasion of the real job of writing prose. — Sylvia Plath

So I perversely circle the late stars, drowsier and drowsier, sleepily longing for something. — Sylvia Plath

I lean to you, numb as a fossil. Tell me I'm here. — Sylvia Plath

I am inhabited by a cry.
Nightly it flaps out
Looking, with its hooks, for something to love. — Sylvia Plath